C171 My lovely little woman

Not long later, Shen Yixuan's body collapsed to the ground.

How could a man like him, a scholar, fight against a man like Lei Haoming, who was like a bull? If they were not on the same level, it would be difficult for them to be on the same level.

"Yixuan ? "Haoming..." Zhao Lirong was probably the most anxious one.

She knew that it was impossible to stop Lei Haoming from fighting